Then the wind – a ruby drop

If I’m dreaming (again) this cup would not feel so solid.
I could interpret this in a number of ways.
I could go deep into an analysis.
I could pass.
I could be grateful for my fortune.
I could laugh.

Forty years of love, that is not a vexation, but it is a path.
After that – it was an emptiness
Thinking about it – it was a path.
Fortune caused,or was fortune a respite from, desire?
You know the answer – final answer? one half!